Rik Smits hit 11 of 12 shots in Game 6 without once landing on his butt. Got to shoot the same unobstructed way to start Game 7. And nobody dumped itty-bitty point guard Travis Best all series.
What’s up with that?
“Guys on our team (namely Luc Longley and Toni Kukoc) are too nice,” assistant coach Frank Hamblen said.
Quick, someone tell Chairman Reinsdorf that he signed Albert Belle to the wrong team.
WHO’S BUYING?
Corporate America’s weekend and smugness of Bulls fans made tickets for Game 7 “reasonable,” brokers said, which means only two months car payments.
“Bulls fans never believed they were going to lose Game 6,” said Al Gothelf of Who Needs Two tickets in Northbrook. “They were making plans for Game 3 of the NBA Finals. And because it happened over a weekend, the real fan was pulling money out of his pocket.”
And the real fan was pulling out $175 for a nosebleed seat with a face value of $30 and he was pulling out–shoveling out–$750-$900 for a 100 level seat with a face of $80 or $90.
Hard to believe tickets would even be available for a climactic Game 7 border war, but hey, Bulls season-ticket holders know what a ticket to Game 7 is worth: a new Coogi sweater.
